SNAPE CLASS

As the next day dawned over the kingdom of Dominus, a sense of anticipation hung in the air as we made our way to Professor Snape's class. The assignment given by Snape—the breaking of the Compulsio spell—weighed heavily on my mind, as did the knowledge that no one had succeeded in breaking it thus far.

As we settled into our seats, Snape's steely gaze swept over the classroom, his expression unreadable as he addressed the students. But as his eyes fell upon me, a sudden realization washed over me—I was still wearing the torn pants from the previous day, my exposed genitals and balls on full display for all to see.

Snape's attention lingered on me for a moment, his gaze piercing and unforgiving. But to my surprise, instead of reprimanding me for my indecency, he acknowledged Harry Potter's restraint in not changing my clothing. As a temporary Master, Harry was bound by the rules governing temporary servants, and thus unable to change my attire.

However, Snape's leniency did not extend to those who had attempted to intervene. Two students, eager to rectify what they perceived as a breach of decorum, had taken it upon themselves to change my clothing without authorization. Their actions, while well-intentioned, were a direct violation of the rules governing servant attire.

Snape's punishment was swift and severe. The students were subjected to a harsh reprimand, their actions deemed unacceptable in the eyes of Dominus society. They were made to publicly apologize for their transgressions, a humbling experience that served as a stark reminder of the consequences of disobedience.

As I sat there, my exposed genitals and balls still on display for all to see, I couldn't help but feel a sense of vindication. Despite the humiliation of my situation, Snape's acknowledgment of Harry's restraint was a small victory—a reminder that even in a society defined by hierarchy and control, there were moments of compassion and understanding to be found.